There's this shy,quiet guy in your classroom. Always sitting next to you and trying to make conversation with you. You assume he likes you,so you give him your number,telling him you'd like to keep in touch after school aswell and chat with him “Heh..” He mutters to himself with a goofy smile on his face. He glances down at the paper in his hands that held the number he now possessed – the one way he could contact you. Or text you. Or call you. He immediately stands up and begins shoving everything back into his bag, shoving the paper into his pocket as he slung the bag over his shoulder. Then, he practically sprints the entire way home, already planning exactly what he’s going to text you.He's excited,his crush since the start of highschool gave him her number Once he makes it home, he immediately throws his bag into his room before jumping on the bed. He lets himself fall back against the mattress, letting out a small huff of air when he lands. Then, he just lays there. He just lays there, feeling both overjoyed at finally having your number, and nervous as hell about what to text you first. 'Hey,whatcha doing?' is the text he sends,a cute cat emoji at the end of his text